The Queen of Gossip

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She was sitting opposite him, wearing an exquisite summer kimono with azure ink prints, taking advantage of her flawless and pretty face, like a real angel.

Huang looked at the swirling leaves in the purple sand teacup, and listened to her waxy and soft voice.

"Mr. Huang, thank you for your hospitality today."

"However, I'm sorry, my mother may not have made it clear to you in advance, in fact - I already have someone I like."

Huang didn't move, his face didn't change, and even his pitch-black eyes didn't make any waves.

He's cold, his demeanor is cold, his face is expressionless, and it's been that way from the beginning.

If I had to use one word to describe him, it would be "no expression", or - facial paralysis.

Su Wanqing thought that the other party was angry, her eyes narrowed slightly, she lowered her head in shame, her long and curly eyelashes trembled like wings.

"I'm sorry, the relationship between me and that person is beyond what can be described as liking. We can't do without each other."

The more I said this, the more guilt I felt in my heart, but I had to continue talking.

"He is very important to me, so important that I can't imagine, just like air and water, if you lose it, you will die."

"Luo Xichen." A voice that was so cold that there was no trace of warmth came out of Huang's mouth.

This is the first sentence he has said to her since sitting here tonight.

There was still no expression on his face, but his black eyes, which were like obsidian, were as sharp as lightning, and they grabbed her tightly.

"I..." Su Wanqing's face turned pale, and her hands under the table trembled uncontrollably.

Why did this man who met for the first time know so clearly?

It's so weird.

Huang looked at her steadily, without any expression, and said slowly: "He is your younger brother, you are not suitable."

Su Wanqing felt a burst of fear, so scared that she couldn't find her own voice.

"Mr. Huang, you...how did you know?"

Huang's gaze once again fell into the purple sand cup with twirling leaves, and his voice was without a trace of warmth: "I know everything about you."

Su Wanqing bit her lower lip with her white teeth, that strange sense of fear was like an electric current, rushing to every inch of her body.

"You never called me that before." Huang's voice was finally not so cold, with a hint of warmth, "When I was very young, you always called me Brother Huang."

This time, what Su Wanqing felt was not fear, but absurdity.The man in front of him has a problem.

"I'm sorry Mr. Huang, I think you must have made a mistake. I was born in City X and grew up in City X since I was a child. I have never been to Japan at all, let alone met you and got acquainted with you."

Su Wanqing thought it was ridiculous, but she still tried her best to maintain proper etiquette: "Thank you for your hospitality today, I have something urgent, so I'll leave first, sorry."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Huang suddenly stood up and grabbed her arm.

"Is there anything else?" Su Wanqing turned her head suspiciously.

Huang was still expressionless, and his cold voice was full of determination: "I'm not mistaken, you are the daughter of Aunt Jiuzi."

It won't be the first time we meet, just be entangled like this?

Su Wanqing frowned in displeasure, and said, "My mother's name is Su Jiuge, not a Jiuzi, Mr. Huang, please let go."

Seeing her displeasure, Huang cautiously let go of her hand. In fact, he didn't use any force at all just now.

She is so small, in front of him, weak like a kitten.

"Saori, don't you remember?"